So how are radio interviews done? Well it takes a land line. Complete quiet. And a washer and dryer.
82 degrees and 9:23 pm.
Countdown to the interview.
I had my pen, my paper, my books.
I had my chair.
My other phone.
And mary. Chief photographer and security detail.
At 3:30 pm the marina is usually sleepy and quiet. I depended on this fact. But...
As soon as the radio personality (that's the new word for DJ's) called on my cell I yelled at Mary.
"Keep everybody out!" She tried. Oh how she tried.
People walked by with boom boxes. All the fishing boats in the front row revved their engines.
Every bird with in a three mile radius trilled and sang right outside the window
Mary had to take a quick break. While she was gone two of my marina friends walked in and started chatting. I waved my sign.
"QUIET! RADIO INTERVIEW GOING ON NOW!"
"Now?" they asked. "Cool are you on the radio live now?"
"Hey mom!" one waves. The other jabs them in the side. "It's radio. I don't think they can see you."
I talk to the radio personality while I frantically pantomime choking them both.
I mouth "BE QUIET!"
Mary runs in and yells, " SHHHHHHH!!!!
Thank goodness the wonderful world of radio allows some editing.
I have no idea what I said. I hope I was coherent.
Bloggers in Seattle? Listen to KRWM FM Sunday August 5.
Then let me know how I did.